The smile on Su Jiuge's face quickly dissipated, his face became serious, and his voice was cold and hard: "Who did you listen to?"
"It's nothing, mom, please rest." Su Wanqing stood up, turned around and said, "I'll go downstairs and buy you some food."
She knew she couldn't ask anything else.
After taking care of Su Jiuge in the hospital for a week, the attending doctor said he could be discharged from the hospital, but he had to rest at home for at least half a month.
A family of three came to a newly built house in Los Angeles and ended their restless life.
Su Jiuge and Luo Mingxuan slept in separate rooms.
On the first day they returned to the house, they had a big fight over some inexplicable little things.
From that day on, Su Wanqing began to play an embarrassing role.
"Wan Qing, I just bought a set of tea leaves from the tea shop. You go make a pot and give it to your father."
Su Wanqing fetched the tea set, took the tea leaves, and complained: "It's fun for the whole family to drink tea together. Mom is here too..."
"Go if you are told to go. Have you disobeyed your mother anymore?"
"……All right."
Su Wanqing pursed her lips and walked to the living room with great reluctance. The room was filled with the aroma of tea, and she felt extremely aggrieved.
Luo Mingxuan has been jet lagged for the past two days. I don't know if it's because he is nearly forty, but he seems to be quite lethargic.
Su Wanqing made the tea, dragged the tea tray, and knocked on Luo Mingxuan's door.
"Who is it?" Luo Mingxuan's impatient and hazy sleepy voice came from the door, and he felt like getting up.
Su Wanqing paused before knocking on the door and said, "It's me. Dad, I brought you a new pot of tea. Do you want to try it?"
As soon as Su Wanqing finished speaking, the next moment, the door of Luo Mingxuan's bedroom opened with a creak. His eyes were drowsy, and he immediately became energetic when he saw her.
"It's Qingqing, come in quickly."
Luo Mingxuan's house is a bit messy. Like all men's houses, there are some things everywhere.
"Did Qingqing make it specially for me to drink?" Luo Mingxuan looked at her nervously, his eyes nervous and full of expectation.
"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded, "Mom asked me to deliver it."
The smile on Luo Mingxuan's handsome face widened, and he automatically ignored her next words. He casually brushed aside the documents on the table, took the tea tray, and put it on the table.
Su Wanqing was not used to his attentiveness. She pursed her lips, tensed up and poured a cup, like a maid serving tea.
Seeing that he didn't move, she sighed softly, her hands trembling slightly, she picked up the teacup and handed it to his lips: "Dad, please have some tea."
Luo Mingxuan's Adam's apple clicked up and down, he took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, his eyes never leaving her body.
"It tastes good, and it tastes very fragrant." He commented, staring directly at her.
Su Wanqing was stared at with such a look that the hairs on her back stood up, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed, and she looked at her toes.
"The tea has been delivered. Dad, please drink it slowly. My... daughter will go back first."
After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and fled. Every trace of air in this room was so thick that it suffocated her.
"Wait a minute."
Luo Mingxuan suddenly stretched out his big hand and grabbed her wrist. He held it so tightly that she couldn't break away at all.
"Pour me another glass." He requested.
"Dad!" She frowned and looked at him with an unkind expression, "Mom is next door, don't be like this." The smile on Su Jiuge's face quickly dissipated, his face became serious, and his voice was cold and hard: "Listen,
Who said that?"
"It's nothing, mom, please rest." Su Wanqing stood up, turned around and said, "I'll go downstairs and buy you some food."
She knew she couldn't ask anything else.
After taking care of Su Jiuge in the hospital for a week, the attending doctor said he could be discharged from the hospital, but he had to rest at home for at least half a month.
A family of three came to a newly built house in Los Angeles and ended their restless life.
Su Jiuge and Luo Mingxuan slept in separate rooms.
On the first day they returned to the house, they had a big fight over some inexplicable little things.
From that day on, Su Wanqing began to play an embarrassing role.
"Wan Qing, I just bought a set of tea leaves from the tea shop. You go make a pot and give it to your father."
Su Wanqing fetched the tea set, took the tea leaves, and complained: "It's fun for the whole family to drink tea together. Mom is here too..."
"Go if you are told to go. Have you disobeyed your mother anymore?"
"……All right."
Su Wanqing pursed her lips and walked to the living room with great reluctance. The room was filled with the aroma of tea, and she felt extremely aggrieved.
Luo Mingxuan has been jet lagged for the past two days. I don't know if it's because he is nearly forty, but he seems to be quite lethargic.
Su Wanqing made the tea, dragged the tea tray, and knocked on Luo Mingxuan's door.
"Who is it?" Luo Mingxuan's impatient and hazy sleepy voice came from the door, and he felt like getting up.
Su Wanqing paused before knocking on the door and said, "It's me. Dad, I brought you a new pot of tea. Do you want to try it?"
As soon as Su Wanqing finished speaking, the next moment, the door of Luo Mingxuan's bedroom opened with a creak. His eyes were drowsy, and he immediately became energetic when he saw her.
"It's Qingqing, come in quickly."
Luo Mingxuan's house is a bit messy. Like all men's houses, there are some things everywhere.
"Did Qingqing make it specially for me to drink?" Luo Mingxuan looked at her nervously, his eyes nervous and full of expectation.
"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded, "Mom asked me to deliver it."
The smile on Luo Mingxuan's handsome face widened, and he automatically ignored her next words. He casually brushed aside the documents on the table, took the tea tray, and put it on the table.
Su Wanqing was not used to his attentiveness. She pursed her lips, tensed up and poured a cup, like a maid serving tea.
Seeing that he didn't move, she sighed softly, her hands trembling slightly, she picked up the teacup and handed it to his lips: "Dad, please have some tea."
Luo Mingxuan's Adam's apple clicked up and down, he took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, his eyes never leaving her body.
"It tastes good, and it tastes very fragrant." He commented, staring directly at her.
Su Wanqing was stared at with such a look that the hairs on her back stood up, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed, and she looked at her toes.
"The tea has been delivered. Dad, please drink it slowly. My... daughter will go back first."
After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and fled. Every trace of air in this room was so thick that it suffocated her.
"Wait a minute."
Luo Mingxuan suddenly stretched out his big hand and grabbed her wrist. He held it so tightly that she couldn't break away at all.
"Pour me another glass." He requested.
"Dad!" She frowned and looked at him with an unkind expression, "Mom is next door, don't be like this."